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"And?"She wants the details.

I roll my eyes."And ...I beat the shit out of him."

"Oh," she smirks.

"Yeah.I'm not proud of it, but he took a cheap shot because he was losing, and I punished him.When we returned to the house, he was bloody, and I was clean.No one asked any questions.They took him in, cleaned him up, put ice on his bruises, and told us to report to the arena for training the next day."I look away again, remembering.I sit down next to her and lean forward, resting my forearms on my knees.

She hooks her hand on my bicep."I love this muscle.It's so plump and round."

"Like your tits."I look at her melons and grin.

She bumps me playfully."Yeah.Something like that."

I look back out over the arena area, and she rests her face on my shoulder as she caresses my bicep."The next day....What happened?"

"We were told to bring our horses to the arena.When we got there, Augustus was waiting on us.He gave us a speech about our ancestry and the Roman Legions that conquered their world.I don't remember everything he said, but he quoted Julius Caesar's Divide et impera,' which is Latin for?"

"Divide and Conquer," she answers.

"He told us the Roman soldiers were dedicated and disciplined.They fought not for honor but to win, which gives you honor.He made a powerful, compelling speech, especially to two impressionable kids.Then he told us if we agreed to the training, he would teach us horsemanship, long sword fighting, short sword, and hand to hand combat.Neither of us hesitated.We both agreed, then he forbid us from fighting each other outside the arena.Inside we trained and fought, but we knew we were working for each other, not against each other.We became like brothers.Antonio would die for me and I for him."

She's quiet for a few minutes, then she asks, "So the fights you got in at school?You were already in training?"

"No.I didn't need the training to win fights.I needed training not to get in fights.In school, I kicked everybody's ass.There was hardly ever a scratch on me other than bloody knuckles, so when I was called into the Principal's office, I was suspended."

"So you're a badass then?"

"I don't know about that, but I'm not afraid."

"Brutus is gonna like you."

I chuckle."That would be a plus."

"Why were you fighting in school?"

"Ann was being bullied."

"Oh.You've been a hero your whole life, haven't you?"She squeezes my bicep.Then she kisses my arm.I roll my hand over, and she slides her fingers inside, bonding us.She says softly, "Let's find a quiet spot to explore.I'm feeling suddenly very needy."

Her need for me stirs the feelings in my heart.Somehow she managed to breach the barrier I had erected, and I'm so thankful she did.She satisfies my sexual needs, but more importantly, she fills my empty heart.I need the deep calm and peace we give each other.

She squeezes my hand.We complete each other.

"Yes.Let's."I pull her to her feet and lead her back to the stadium walls, where the partially enclosed box seats are, to the one on the end.Then I grip her ass, pulling her to me as I back into the corner."So ...what if I told you I have a Roman Soldier's helmet?"When my eyes touch hers, I agree.My lips graze hers.

She leans back, and the excitement in her eyes makes my dick thump."Oh fuck!Yes!"She purrs.

"What does that do to you?"I nuzzle her face.

"It makes me wet for you," Her eyes shine into mine.

"What if I told you it has a red plume?"

"That makes my pussy drool for you!"

"Drooling pussy?"My fingers slip inside her thighs and tickle, teasing her skin, softly strumming the sensitive area.

"What if I told you it was gold plated?"My mouth nibbles her ear, then I nip the earlobe and suck it.